We called it Jeffy

Look I apologize for poor grammar in advance but well… I’ve been looking for someone to share this with for awhile. Im also typing this on my phone so again I apologize.

It was 2008 right around May I think. Me my friend “Sam” as well as “Kyle”,”Doug”, and “Fat Kyle”. We were all hanging out at Sam’s house we were all 14 give or take. Well at some point it started getting dark and well the spooky stories started.So after awhile I think it was Doug who said.

“Hey Sam what about that thing you and Kyle saw a few years ago?”

Now at this time I had known Sam for just about two years. I knew him very well but he had never spoken about anything paranormal before, Usually he would change the subject very quickly. At this point Kyle excused himself and walked away visibly pale. When fat Kyle said.

“Yeah that’s right! You guys didn’t even go home that night you came to my house.”

Sam was nervous as he looked around and tried to change the subject. However we were teenage boys who wanted dirt so he caved. According to him, he and Kyle were on their way home from our friend Taylor’s house. When they reached the bottom of the hill on that particular street they saw something. I don’t recall what time of year he said it was but he said it was foggy and had gotten very dark very quickly.

Then he said.

“There it was crawling right across the street no noise no dramatic music nothing.”

“It had long stringy black hair, pale white skin, and it walked like it’s bones had been broken, it was unnatural.”

“Then it stood up looked at us and with one of its long blade like fingers it waved it’s finger, back and forth like it caught us stealing a cookie or somethin’ then it shooshed us. Like it wanted us to keep quiet about.”

“After that it dropped back on all fours and crawled into the woods.”

After that he said they ran to Fat Kyle’s house. And spent the night there. The only way back to their houses was through dense woods or a few miles to the main road. Well when they woke up, Fat Kyle’s step dad over heard them retelling the events from the previous night. And to their shock and dismay he said.

“Oh you guys saw Jeffy huh?”

He went on to tell them every morning when he gets up for work. He sees “Jeffy” in the woods behind the house while making his coffee.

So from then on when ever I told the story. I simply called it “Jeff/Jeffy” it wasn’t until 2013 that I found out that people all over had seen the cursed thing… That was when I started peacing it all together. Multiple people I talked to in the neighborhood as well as a couple people in town said they had seen something weird.  One even telling the exact tale word for word even in the same spot. I also saw something that chills me to the core to this  very day.

In the summer of that year I was exploring when I decided I wanted to see if the drain under our street connected to the other side and If you could Hide something down there. (I was 14 and lived in the north Georgia mountains.) Well I was too chicken to do it alone so I talked Sam into going with me. We grabbed a flash light and two walkie talkies and we walked to the bottom of the hill. We both climbed down and I somehow convinced Sam to go first. Now I honestly expected us to shine the flash light and just see the end of the tunnel or a log blocking it or something. After all this was a small one lane road. Well he headed in and I stood at the entrance. After getting our fill over breaker “breaker one 9’s” and “copy that over” it started to get weird. He started crawling awhile ago and now I couldn’t see him and could barley hear him except for the walky talkie. He was getting scared so I headed in. Well I reached him after awhile of crawling but I couldn’t really make out the exit any more and we both couldn’t see the other side still. We kept crawling and were very concerned because the road wasn’t that wide why aren’t we reaching the other side? Well at this moment we started to see the bones. Not a lot mind you just a few scattered here and there small ones too. But then my blood ran cold as I saw theese large gashes deep cuts gouged into the steel drain pipe four long slashes on each one. At first I told my self they must be from when the pipe was installed it must have gotten banged up. No the cuts were from the inside out. Ok maybe a bear? No what bear has claws that big let alone can cut through STEEL. I told Sam, we screamed like little girls, and we ran out as fast as we could. To this day I still try to think of an explanation for those slashes and why that tunel was so long.

Well anyway that’s the story I hope you guys like it and share it. I have more details if you want real names incase you want to follow up and the actual locations. This wasn’t the only creepy thing that happened in Georgia but I didn’t see anything about you guys looking for demonic stories.

the piper road creature

My name is Olivia, and about two years ago I finally escaped the hell that was my old home. I’ve lived on a road called Piper Road for almost six years, and through those years i’ve had many strange encounters and have seen some very disturbing things, but nothing can compare to the creature that stalked me and my friend for years. Piper Road was a quiet road, slightly out in the country, the homes were a good distance apart, but still within walking distance, my friends home was one house down from mine, so we’d often hang out with each other in the woods behind our homes. These woods were about three or four acres, and surrounded by dry vast fields that we’d have to run through to get to the woods. Because we’d go to the woods so often, we had gotten used to the strange growls and occasional footsteps coming from the thick brush beyond the thin trails. Me and my friend, Miranda, had once traveled off the trails once, to explore and hopefully find what was causing all of the strange noises and footsteps, but when we did, we couldn’t move, we had stumbled across an opening in the thick brush, where bodies of deer where piled on top of one another, their bodies were bloodied, and tore, with thick claw marks engraved in each. Limbs were also thrown around the surrounding area, and the same claw marks on the bodies covered the trees. A few moments after we found the bodies of deer we heard cracking and fast uneven footsteps, my friend grabbed my arm and practically dragged me out of the woods as we heard the footsteps fade and sharp growling in the distance. We asked each other about what that thing could’ve been, but nothing seemed to make sense, the only animal bg enough to take down all of those deer, and have claw marks that big would’ve had to been a bear, or a wolf at the least, but we live in michigan, and there are no bears or wolves that come down this far that we know of.

After that, we promised each other never to go off the trails again, and to never go into those woods alone. However, years past and she was in high school and I was in my last year of middle school, so we barely even saw each other, those promises we made were broken as I had decided to go into the woods alone one evening, I remember the time, seven-ten, the sun was floating just above the horizon, so it was still very light out. I had called a few friends as I walked around the woods, talking to them on the phone leisurely without fear, but to this day, I regret being so ignorant. As I ended my last phone call and made my way to the entrance to the woods to leave, I began hearing subtle noises, brush moving, strange hissing noises, but nothing too strange, until I was only about twenty feet from the entrance. I heard footsteps, not of an animal, they were in sync, one after the other, because of this I assumed they were human, so I called out to what I thought was my friend, “Miranda?” I questioned, but the footsteps didn’t stop so I called again, “Miranda is that you? c’mon this isn’t funny.” Then I saw it, only four feet ahead of me, as it began to walk out of the thick brush, it stopped, and I could see it. It was tall, maybe seven feet, but hunched over, with its arms hanging loosely from its sides, it was a strange color, the skin color was faded and had a freakish silver tint to it. As I stared at the beast more I slowly began to realise how inhuman it was, it arms were so long that as I traced them with my eyes I realised they touched the ground and sagged, it was also very thin, however because half of its body was covered by leaves I wasn’t able to see all of its face, what I could see was that its jaw was opened in an inhuman way and  was hanging disturbingly low and wide.

I stood there staring at that monster for what felt like hours, move, move! you have to move! what are you doing!? I mentally screamed at myself but my body wouldn’t listen. Then I saw its head tilt as if it were wondering why I was still standing there. I could feel its eyes piercing me, as it shifted its weight and leaned in my direction. At that moment my heart felt as if it had stopped beating, everything was dead silent, not even the wind blew. I told myself I had to pass that thing if I wanted out of these dammed woods, there was no other way. I took a deep breath and began to walk forward, “It’s fine, it’s just your imagination, it’s not real,” I told myself as I walked directly by it, so close i could hear its breathing. Then I ran for home, never in my life have I ran as fast as I did that night,and as I got to my house the sun was at its very last light, I went to the back room and looked out the window, to see it there, at the edge of the woods, watching me.

Hall and Oates Saved my Life

Let me just say this was the weirdest moment of my life. Before I get this started let me give you some backstory I live in Canada I like to go on hikes and I love Hall and Oates.

If you don’t know who Hall and Oates are they are musicians from the 60s and 80s. Now at the time my ringtone on my phone was Rich Girl by Hall and Oates. I was hiking through the woods of Canada with my friend Pete. We hiked about 10 miles and Pete decided we should go back to the car because it was getting late.

We were walking back then we heard a noise so we sped up and this thing was following use. We got around the corner of the path then this thing jumped out on to of me.

I looked and this thing it was pale and it looked like it had no face. I thought I was going to die but then my ringtone went off and the thing stoped what it was doing and looked at me I think then the thing ran off in the woods. Pete got me up on my feet and we ran to the car and drove out of there.

I have been doing research on this thing and I believe that thing was The Rake.

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